Note: Sarah has significantly revised this poem since 2002. Please set any bookmarks to the 2009 version.
TWO MONTHS AFTER LUC'S DEATH The sun shines through a tall man's ears, making them glow. Children watch the garbage truck through the holes in the wire fence. The morning goes by-- passes through the child's sifter in the sandbox. passes the households immersed in ritual. The Summer moves forward with picnics and questions retrace themselves in the bones of her fingers-- piled high with loss.
Luc Leplae's Comic pages. (Note: This link is no longer on the UWM servers.)